{Brotherhood of the Great Light. 17th century Paris. A mystical prayer. The prophets apology. . Prayer}. . Frres et Socurs de la Grande Lumiere!. Unissez-vous avec moi invocation.
[Flourescent half]. . (Gaia sips the drink of artificial red. carefully served by a flourescent sky. . She swallows the light. only to throw up shadows minutes later.
Floating magenta in circles. Over slippery, white surfaces. . Reversed vitality. And the laughter of a metallic light. . The world is familiar. But it never seemed this real....
Faith, works and unconditional love -. No bad mind, no hatred, no envy and no grudge.. Babylon destroy, your minds they want to corrupt,. But InI have got to reach the higher heights up above..
last time I wrote you I meant to say sorry. I didn't mean for your eyes to get starry. trying to say it got stuck in my throat. but I meant every word that I wrote.
burden overcomes. even the best of us. but I forgive you. I forgive you. . fortune finds. even the worst of us. but I forgive you. I forgive you. . jealousy overtakes.
something you said is on my mind. I'm the one you thought you'd never find. a sudden coastal holiday makes you see me in a. different way. your voice sounds so hollow.
I have a yellow and navy sundress. Maybe I'll wear it today. It reminds me of you, your favorite shade of blue. Now the hem is coming out. . I think I'll walk to town today.
Sdra Sidan. Pro Playma. Du ser oss ner vi mr bra. Du ser vi glider vilken dag. Knner mig stark glmmer allt knas. Tiden flyger frbi men ngra ger mig svar.
welcome to a different place. show you the world in a million ways. come see the fallen race. Show you the scars of yesterday. . i, beg you to open up your eyes.
trust me, cause Im perfectly sane. I am the pastors favourite cocaine. so glorious and fake and plagued by the snails. I know these streets so well, cause its where I get laid.
Fuck the middle east. There's too many problems. They just get in the way. We sure could live without them. They hijack our planes. They raise our oil prices.
junky, crackhead drugged out punk. sleeping in the dirt and piss. scheming of a better way. shit out of luck, he needs his fix. dirty, stinky, smelly bum.
His hand spells death. He breathes his vile breath. No way you can stop him once he's out. He hauts you sleep. In the tub he hides down deep. He rips your face and no one hears you shout.
Frankenstein and his Horse. Frankenstein and his Horse. He'll sell you an amp. He'll let you in his house. Frankenstein and his Horse.
You see them in the front. At every fuckin' show. Fist banging maniacs. With heads that move so slow. Who wants to see a fist. Right in their fucking face.
Everybody wants a lover. Nobody wants to uncover. What may lay deep beneath. A sometimes painful past. . Wanna go without a care. Pull gardenias from her hair.
I wake up, drink my coffee. Put on my pants and comb my hair. Today is the day I ain't got nothing. I ain't got nothing, I ain't got a gal. . The sun is out, it's shinin' bright.
With friends like you who needs enemies?. You ain't right, you ain't never gonna be. You're out of the car, I'm afraid you've been declined. . You shake my hand while you're pissing on my leg.
Dearly beloved,. We're gathered here to mourn,. The death of the young one,. The death of your first born.. And he tried, tried to understand,. Why his lungs gave out..